Yeah, yeah I know. Almost all my posts these days are called somethingsomething winter or somethingsomething snow. But that’s just life at the moment. And how sweet it is when you get to have a week off just because it’s winter and because you feel like it and because it happens to be an option. So I went to Sweden with family and friends. Here’s what we do:
We go tobogganing down the hill from the church.
We try hard not to end up in some snowdrift but laughing too much to really care.
We eat my sister’s home baked shrovetide buns.
We take naps.
We throw cats into the snow to see what they’ll do about it (they just run/jump/fight their way towards the door desperately clinging to the last shreds of dignity)
We make snow angels on our long walks.
And we take down ugly wallpaper in bathrooms.
To be continued…